Tuesday, January 3, 2012
Domestic Tranquility: The Election to Dump Obama
I came to consciousness this morning aware that I was a link in a chain-dream; one in which I was the friend of a woman whose spouse was berating, controlling, aggressively threatening and to heighten the ridiculousness of his demeanor, brushing his teeth.
In the waking dream, I was at their home preparing to take a walk with her - our planned exercise. While she was agreeable, "normal" in her behavior and showed nothing different - we made steadfast haste toward the door and away from his negative vibe. Instead of simply heading off in the direction of the park, however, I looked - puzzled - as she turned the outer key and headed for my car. I unlocked the doors and we hopped in as the "dream" concluded. I had been deliberately kept unaware of her plan, yet as she launched into motion, readily recognized that she did, indeed, have one.
Her "Escape" from the captor who held her prisoner in her own home entailed turning the tables. She had changed the locks earlier in the day leaving him with keys that would not work tonight. It was a move that bought her time to get to shelter, to notify the police that he was being temporarily restrained and to turn in the keys by which she had turned her life around.
For the first morning in months, I was stirred to a level of awareness that made me get up at my - once but not lately - normal 5:00 a.m. It's Iowa Caucus Day. In my waking dream, I was connecting "dots" from the 2008 primary in which testosterone-driven Obats shouted down the Hillary supporters and launched a mixture of vicious and shocking tactics intended to both intimidate and stampede Caucus participants. At the same time I was thinking about the recounted witnessing of Caucus Fraud, I saw the face of Louisa Rodas and her Mother, Betty Jean Kling. I saw the many family members of Police Officers, killed in the line of duty, responding to Domestic Violence calls. I saw the moment I became a participant in the Peace Chain more than thirty years ago. The Iranian Embassy, seized by students holding the Diplomatic Staff hostage, was progressing through 444 days of torment as the Clergy of Iran completed the Coup.
I was a mere link in a strong chain of mentally tough Peace Officers determined to restore stability and calm to a world disabled by conflict. The New Diplomacy preserves the Peace in the face of vindictive, reactionary, self-indulgent males obsessed with control issues and yet utterly incapable of taking care of their own business.
I begin this day with a nod to the Blessed Mother, Virgin Mary, patron and protector. I affirm my faith in the gentle, Christian principles demonstrated by Joseph and Jesus; honoring of Women. The traditions of Family Values include the cherishing of wives, mothers, daughters and sisters. To men who miss the message, we offer this gentle response: a better way is available. In the words of the Angels who roused the shepherds of Bethlehem, "Peace On Earth; Good Will towards Men."
The Democratic Primary of 2008 was a textbook demonstration of how NOT to run a campaign. The demeanor of the members of the media and the political class who conducted an assault upon the women of this country with their insufferable insults proved to be the canary in the coal mine alerting Women to the danger in which they found themselves.
Women of class and substance, who have children to rear, educate and feed, are neither impressed nor intimidated by class warfare or whiners who blame the Republicans for the woes of the DNC. They are engaged in the active, but peaceable process of restoring and preserving domestic tranquility wherein they may protect their kids and get them to school. In communities where gunfire routinely erupts and often takes the lives of innocent children in the cross-fire, Peace is the victim. Insanity rules. Thinking is non-existent, drugs and disruptive behavior rob the children of their American right to pursue happiness.
We are Sisters in the Chain, linked and connected to reverse the threat. The objective of threat is to ward off aggression with thought-provoking reminders of the right of redress. The males who failed Louisa Rodas blame her mother for angering them. For 'talking back' she is held responsible in the face of emotional tyrants whose own threats are intended to be the final say. To BJ, and her son, we say, "Enough!"
It is the duty of each of us to control our emotion and respect ourselves. We understand completely, yet remain saddened by the lack of peace produced by the judicial process. Disturbed people without a balance of comprehension of power's double-edged sword and Choice are attempting to call the shots.
The Chicago gang - so full of themselves, superlatives and historic significance - is a blowhard bunch of motherless punks whose plans for re-election center around assassination and threat. We hear, attuned. We are reminded by our Mothers: We Have A Choice. In the United States of America, we have Freedom. We take personal responsibility of the road our choices have paved. We accept ourselves and acknowledge our errors of judgment. By these mistakes we evolve when choosing to correct and restore. Our balance, not our mistakes, propel us.
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